Within the Palace Hall of Time in the holy ground Great Void Heaven Temple.
Xue Ying was seated cross-legged on top of a tall mountain peak. The wind was blowing harshly on his robe. He looked down at this great land, and also at the vast starry sky.
Throughout these years, he had been using several materials to aid in his cultivation in the Palace Hall of time as he tried fusing both 'Dao of Mirage and Dao of Slaughter'. It's a pity he did not create a new fusion move. Instead, his understanding of the Primal Chaos realm became deeper. Everything he knew in the past became much clearer now, and Xue Ying could ascertain that he was actually nailing on the board of Primal Chaos realm with every moment his understanding deepened. All he needed was time before he could break through!
'Primal Chaos realm is just a stop.' Xue Ying thought.
Primal Chaos realm.
